Life is a Cabaret
What good is sitting alone
In your room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.
Put down the knitting,
The book and the broom.
It's time for a holiday.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.
Come taste the wine,
Come hear the band.
Come blow a horn,
Start celebrating;
Right this way,
Your table's waiting.
What good's permitting
Some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
So Come to the Cabaret!
I used to have a girlfriend
Known as Elsie,
With whom I shared
A four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn't what you'd call
A blushing flower...
As a matter of fact
She rented by the hour.
The day she died the neighbors
Came to snicker:
"Well, that's what comes
From too much pills and liquor."
But when I saw her laid out like a Queen,
She was the happiest... corpse...
I'd ever seen.
I think of Elsie to this very day.
I remember how she'd turn to me and say:
"What good is sitting
all alone in you room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.
And as for me,
And as for me,
I made my mind up, back in Chelsea,
When I go, I'm going like Elsie.
Start by admitting,
From cradle to tomb
It isn't that a long a stay.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
It's only a Cabarert, old chum
And I love a Cabaret.
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09.02.2012. u 16:46 | Prijavi nepoćudni blog | Dodaj komentar
Tommorow belongs to me!
Autor: Pacijent_House | 09.02.2012. u 18:00 | opcije
nije, nego cirkus
Autor: andjapokojnogkurca | 09.02.2012. u 18:27 | opcije
je.."tommorow" mi je upecatljiva :))
Autor: peempee | 09.02.2012. u 22:56 | opcije
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bs5bnVoZK4Q&feature=related
Autor: peempee | 10.02.2012. u 10:50 | opcije
The sun on the meadow is summery warm
The stag in the forest runs free
But gathered together to greet the storm
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me
The branch on the linden is leafy and green
The Rhine gives it's gold to the sea
But somewhere a glory awaits unseen
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me
The babe in his cradle is closing his eyes
The blossom embraces the bee
But soon says a whisper, arise, arise
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me
Now Fatherland, Fatherland, show us the sign
Your children have waited to see
The morning will come when the world is mine
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs
Tomorrow belongs
Tomorrow belongs to me!
Autor: peempee | 10.02.2012. u 10:53 | opcije